Long Xixiang looked at Yang Meng's shocked expression and laughed: "It's more, it's so disappointing to make so much money for so long!"

Yang Meng's face was black: "If we don't blow it, can we die? It's only been a few months! It's not so fast to rob a bank, right?"

Long Xixiang smiled proudly: "You are really right, it is really faster than robbing a bank, and there is only a lot of money in a day at a bank branch." Do you know how I made my first pot of gold?"

"The New Year's money that Old Man Long gave you?" Yang Meng asked rhetorically.

Long Xixiang's smile froze on his face, and Yang Meng hurriedly said, "Why don't you have a sense of humor? ”

Hearing him say this, Long Xixiang's expression was a little better: "When I was studying abroad, I built a small beauty salon in my spare time. You also know that Caucasians age faster than us yellow people, and I use anti-aging as a gimmick to promote it. After working for a year, I made more than six million dollars. It's still a small beauty salon. ”

"Can you make so much?" Yang Meng was very supportive. This is something that Long Xixiang is proud of, so don't pour cold water.

Long Xixiang nodded: "Since then, I have been studying some industries that make money, such as beauty salons: You have seen all kinds of beauty salons in the Han Kingdom, so have you thought about it? Why are there so many? What do they rely on to support themselves? A large bucket of beauty products for dozens of yuan can be sold for hundreds or thousands of small bottles with a different packaging! There is a saying in the beauty industry: if a dollar of something is sold for 100 yuan, it is family affection; if you buy 1,000 yuan, it is friendship, and if you sell 10,000 yuan, it is the market price! If you can open up a good market and have enough customers, then you can make a fortune just around the corner! At that time, I was thinking, if I want to prove that I don't rely on my father to succeed, I will have to invest in beauty salons! You say that those ordinary beauty salons are so profitable, your whitening emollient ointment is unique, isn't it too easy to make this money?"

Yang Meng blinked: "I'll go, it's so profitable to open a beauty salon?"

"In fact, there are many profiteering industries in the market. For example, for wedding photography or art photo studios, think about it, how much does it cost you to take a set of photos? The price is also thousands, right? Then how much it costs you should think about it, right?" Long Xixiang thought for a while and continued: "What other microplastic surgery, laser freckle removal and the like, glasses industry, dental hospitals, etc. are all huge profits!"

Zete suddenly laughed: "I suddenly remembered that an inconspicuous little thing is also a huge profit!"

"Inconspicuous little thing, what is it?" Yang Meng asked puzzled.

Zete laughed, "You know that rocker that the kids are in, right? It's the one that throws a dollar coin and shakes it for a few minutes, and there's a nursery rhyme like 'Daddy's Daddy is called Grandpa.'" ”

Yang Meng nodded: "Of course I know this." What does this have to do with profiteering?"

"In the three years that you and Long Xixiang were away, there was one year when the whole city cracked down on pornography and gangsters, and Ling Feng and they caught a gang involved in the gang. Different from other gangs involved in the underworld, the gang arrested by Ling Feng used violent means to almost occupy the rocking car business in the city, and almost all the rocking cars in the entrance of almost all small supermarkets and parks in the entire Handong City were theirs. If they don't swing their rocking carts, they will make all kinds of trouble. Zete explained.

Yang Meng scratched his head: "What are they trying to do? A rocking car can earn thirty or fifty a day?"

"And what about 10,000 units?" asked Zet.

"Hiss!" Yang Meng took a breath after hearing this.

"There are at least 10,000 rocking cars in our city, which are distributed all over the city! This thing is close to zero cost, the electricity bill is less to death, and the cost of this thing is not expensive, a few hundred yuan a piece, if you are lucky, you can pay back in less than a month! Trust me, that's a lot more than drug trafficking!" said Zete.

Yang Meng was silent for a while and said: "It's still right that Xixiang said, this cognition determines wealth。。。。。。 This Nima genius, these people shouldn't be sent to prison! They should be allowed to engage in economic development! You say how wronged those drug dealers are, risking being shot. Wouldn't they be crazy if they knew that these industries were more profitable than them?

"What's wrong?" several people looked at Yang Meng together.

Yang Meng frowned and said: "I said that the West Chamber! You also gave me dividends when you were engaged in 'West Chamber' beauty, right?

Long Xixiang pouted and said: "What's the matter? You are cautious, you still think I hacked your money? In the beginning, I really didn't make much money, only a few million profits a month, but then which month was less than 30 million? Any day when the profit was less than 2 million was the same as nothing." And now the fame of Xixiang Beauty has long been out, and Nanyu is engaged in hunger marketing, and it is not difficult to earn hundreds of millions of dollars a month!"

Yang Meng was dumbfounded: "I'。。。。。。 you! How dark are you? You're not profiteering anymore! This is murder!"

Besides, if it were you, would you be able to change your youth and beauty for 350,000 yuan a month? Yes, I shouldn't ask you this, you straight man of steel don't understand how far a woman can go for the sake of beauty! Didn't Zhang Cuijian say that the annual membership fee of the high-level dating club is 1 million, and some people sell their houses and rush into it? Why can't you spend 350,000 yuan for a month to be beautiful? Although I am also a woman, what cannot be denied is that a woman's money is the best to earn! This is nature! Ask all the women in this room, will they do that?"

After hearing this, Miyu Nakamura said, "I'm willing to do it for a million!"

"In fact, many people think so, and they are willing to spend more! Didn't Zhang Cuijian tell you about the psychology of 'comparison' today? This is the direct withdrawal of the psychology of comparison. In addition, Xixiang, you just said that there are women who sell their houses and land to join the high-end dating club, in fact, men also want to do this, but most men are not so impulsive and rational compared to women when they pay financial resources. The fact that there are more women like this in that dating club does not mean that men don't think so, in fact, there are more men who think so, but what men want more is 'empty gloves white wolf'. Zett said.

All the women on the scene were a.asxs. heads, and they also agreed with Zete's words.

Long Xixiang pointed at Yang Meng and said, "Isn't he a typical example of the 'Empty Glove White Wolf'?" Zete, did this idiot buy us a gift?"

Zete spread his hands: "I didn't see it." Miu Nakamura finally got a house in Tokyo. ”

Miyu Nakamura was stunned for a moment, how did this war spread to herself? She hurriedly said: "Two sisters, you are wrong to blame Yang Sang, this can only show that Yang Sang treats me as an outsider." Everything about Him is yours in His eyes. ”

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Don't say nice things for him!" Zett said.

"And he didn't buy that house!" Long Xixiang added: "Anyway, in the final analysis, this guy is the kind of stingy, glutinous rice chicken------- who still needs to get a little bit of it!"

Yang Meng's face was black, and he returned the bank card that Long Xixiang gave him to Long Xixiang: "Bosses, my money is in your hands, and I still don't have a dime?"

Long Xixiang and Zete said in unison: "That's different!"

Zete: "It's a show of your heart!"

Long Xixiang: "That's right!"

Zete: "You straight man of steel!"

Long Xixiang: "That's right!"

Yang Meng has a head and three big, how can the war burn on his head?

Long Xixiang suddenly said: "Wait a minute! At that time, the dividends given to you in the later stage of 'Xixiang Beauty' added up to at least more than 300 million, which is only a lot more! What about the money?"

Yang Meng scratched his head: "I forgot! At that time, I thought that this money was not a big amount, not as much as in the hospital, so I gave the salary card in the hospital to Zete, and I didn't know where to throw the bank card。。。。。。 Oh, I remember!" He handed the child to Ryusai Xiang and Miu Nakamura, ran back to the kitchen by himself, and then took out the bank card from his big sleeve and ran out: "It's still there! Why am I a little excited now?"

"Excited about what?" Zete asked curiously.

Yang Meng explained: "It's like when it's cold, you take out a winter coat that you haven't worn for a year, and you end up feeling like you have a stack of money in your pocket------ this feeling of being lost and regained is really refreshing! Don't you want a gift? I'll take the money to buy a gift for you in a while! Haha, I also have private money!"

"It's not a gift we want!

"That's right!"

Yang Meng's face was black, obviously you want a gift, right? But it's unclear to talk to the women. He held his phone: "Okay, okay, I'm wrong, I'll check how much money is in the card first!

"What do you mean by 'wanting the moon in the sky'? It's not what we want, it's your own mind!"

"That's right!"

Yang Meng raised his hands and bowed his head in a posture of worship: "Bosses, I'll check the money first, OK?"

Long Xixiang snorted coldly with Zete, and then hugged the child and coaxed the child to play with Miyu Nakamura.

"Heh, woman!" Yang Meng sighed, opened the mobile APP, and then entered his bank account number and identity information to check the bank account.

Long Xixiang was still playing with Yang Doll there: "Oh, I actually wanted to give birth to a daughter, but I gave birth to a handle。。。。。。 Hmm? Why does Meng Meng have such an expression. ”

A few people looked back, and Yang Meng was holding the mobile phone motionless. Suddenly, I saw him stand up and return to his room, and when he came out, he had already changed his clothes and was still carrying a motorcycle helmet in his hand.

"Where are you going?" asked Zet.

"Bank!" Yang Meng said with a gloomy face.

"What's going on?" Zet asked.

As a result, Yang Meng went out without speaking, and several women looked at each other, what is the situation?